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But you shall bear the burden soon at night.

Go; I'll to dinner: hie you to the cell.

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Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell;

There stays a husband to make you a wife:

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Nurse
O God's lady dear! Are you so hot? Henceforward do your messages yourself.
Juliet
Here's such a coil ! come, what says Romeo?

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Is thy news good, or bad? answer to that

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Nurse

Well, you have made a simple choice; you know not how to choose a man: Romeo! no, not he; Go thy

ways, wench; serve God. What, have you dined at home?
JULIET

What says he of our marriage? what of that?

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Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?

Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;

By playing it to me with so sour a face.
Nurse

I am a-weary, give me leave awhile:

Fie, how my bones ache! what a jaunt have I had!

JULIET

Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak.

Nurse

Do you not see that I am out of breath?

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O God, she comes!

Enter Nurse and PETER

O honey nurse, what news

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JULIET

The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse; In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so. Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams,

Driving back shadows over louring hills: Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Is three long hours, yet she is not come.